Unpopular
"Aren't you going to pick up your books, mudblood?"
Hermione silently bend down, picking up her textbooks before Pansy did anything else.
"Oops!" Pansy laughed as she dug her foot in Hermione's DATDA book. "I didn't see your book there."
Millicent joined Pansy's taunting. "Perhaps if you hadn't been so clumsy and dropped them in the first place, that wouldn't have happened."
Hermione grit her teeth together as she pushed Pansy's feet off. If they hadn't tripped her, this wouldn't be happening.
"Not going to say a thing?" Pansy asked, her lips in a smirk. "Coward."
Hermione could hear the footsteps slowly fading from the corridor. She was fine, really. She was used to being unpopular.
